Vignette: Celia


A pair of slate grey eyes stared at Celia.

            “You really don’t think your eyes are beautiful?”

            The slate grey eyes said, “No.”

            “Why?”

            “Because they are what they are—grey. Why can’t they be green or brown or even blue?”

            “What about your hair then. You can’t tell me you don’t like your light brown. It’s almost blonde!”

            “You’re kidding me, right?”

            “What about your cheekbones? They’re nice and high.”

            “But pimples, pimples, pimples…”

            Celia sighed and picked up here backpack to go to class, leaving the mirror behind.

~

Celia caught Kelsey in the grass beside the gym.

“My uncle’s in town again tonight.”

“Oh no, I can’t believe you’re going to ditch me!”

“I’m sorry! I can’t pick when he comes up here.”

“Why do you always disappear when he comes around? Our project is due tomorrow! You can’t leave!”

“I’m sorry. You don’t understand!”

“He’s your uncle, Celia! Surely you can talk to him!”

“It’s not—I—”

“So what you going to do? Are you going to help me do OUR project tonight, or leave?”

“I—I—”

“Ugh!” Kelsey made a frustrated sound and strode from Celia away to the library, blonde curls bouncing.

Celia stood stunned, and the sun behind her beat on her head.

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Just an idea I’m playing with, and I hope to continue it.

Caroline

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3 thoughts on “Vignette: Celia

    1. Hahaha, yes, for some reason I learned to spell that word the Biritsh way; I never get counted off for it though! Originally I learned “colour” and “amoung” too. I still have to fight “amoung” sometimes! 🙂

      Caroline

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